: Beginning in the way

Yang Ling's bedroom was divided into outer and inner rooms. Han Youniang was cutting the clothes for Yang Ling under the lights in the outer room. Yang Ling brought back a lot of valuable clothes, but most of them were used by women. There were twenty pieces of gauze in the inner room. Yang Ling left five pieces for her father-in-law and brother-in-law, and the rest were left for them.

At that time, the gullies were extremely expensive, and there were only a few places in Zhejiang, Guangdong and Jiangxi, and the most exquisite ones were from Leizhou, Guangdong. These twenty gullies were made of gullies in Leizhou. Every time they were slaughtered in the penis, they were worth three taels of silver.

Young Lady's girl Hong is much more brilliant than Yu Tangchun and Xuelimei, so she cut it with her own hands and wanted to make a robe for her husband. Seeing Yang Ling and Gao Wenxin entering the door one after another, Han Youniang straightened up and gently beat her waist with her little hands and smiled at Wenxin: "Sister is here."

Gao Wenxin had wiped away the tears. She was afraid that the young mother would see the clues, so she hurriedly agreed and took advantage of the opportunity to turn around and hide the door. Yang Ling was very angry when he first heard Gao Wenju's words. After he figured it out, he felt sorry for this student who followed the crowd and was self-proclaimed. Besides, with Gao Wenxin's relationship, he was even more inconvenient to be strict, so his mind was completely abandoned.

Seeing the girl pounding her waist, he said with pain: "You, I've asked you to send the materials to the shop to make, and I have to do it myself. If you are tired, take a break. I'm not in a hurry to wear them."

Han Youniang agreed happily and said, "My husband, please ask my sister for acupuncture first. You have to go to bed earlier after drinking. I will take a break after I finish this section."

Yang Ling nodded, and saw that Gao Wenxin had taken this opportunity to flash into the room, he also walked into the room, removed his outer robe openly, lifted his clothes and lay on the bed, took off his pants, revealing half of his buttocks.

Gao Wenxin sat silently by the bed, inserted more than ten silver needles into the back of his buttocks one by one. Then he twisted them lightly one by one in a certain order. Yang Ling put his chin on the back of his palms, and his expression was thoughtful. After a while, he slowly said: "Wenxin..."

Gao Wenxin said "um" and said softly: "Are you feeling unwell by me? I'll be gentle."

Yang Ling turned his head and looked at her, and suddenly smiled slightly. Gao Wenxin looked a little nervous and said, "What is the master laughing?"

Yang Ling shook his head gently and said, "At the age of eighteen, I am only one year younger than me. Is he a big girl? Haha... I don't count it, but you are still a little girl, but you are famous at the age of eighteen, and you are ranked among the three major Xinglin masters in the capital with Jinzhen Liu and others. From this perspective, you are also a big girl."

Gao Wenxin listened to him as a big girl and a little girl for a while, and didn't know what he wanted to say, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense in blinking. Yang Ling saw that she was a little confused and sighed softly, "It's nothing, I'm just feeling it."

He pondered for a moment and said, "It's all my negligence that I just thought I didn't treat you as a slave, but I ignored other people's opinions. When I went to the palace in two days, I told the emperor to remove your identity as a pariah. If... Wenju doesn't want to live here again, I will find a house for you..."

Gao Wenxin's heart trembled and said in a lost voice: "Master. You... are you going to drive me away?"

Yang Ling nodded, Gao Wenxin's pretty face turned pale, and Yang Ling said, "It's not that you drive you away, but that you're driving away a slave. You are no longer a slave in the Yang family. You don't have to call yourself a maid in front of others. Only after you can you be called a maid in your younger sisters. You have regained your status as a goddess doctor. Whoever dares to spread rumors and insults your innocence can you strip him of his fame and punish him for his crimes!"

If we are no longer a slave in the world, the insurmountable obstacles between us will disappear, will the opportunity be greater?

Gao Wen understood this and suddenly felt a little joyful. She lowered her head gently and uttered in an inauspicious tone. She said with concern: "Isn't the master angry with Wen Ju? He...he is just a nerd who studies hard. Don't be surprised by him."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Speaking of this, he just cherishes his identity as a scholar and wants to avoid suspicion. I won't bother with him."

Gao Wenxin felt much more relaxed and her hands became lighter. After a while, she hesitated: "Forgive me for being too talkative. I heard from Wen Ju that the people in the Mansion and Imperial College were all angry and compared the master and the Bahu, and pointed it as..."

She looked at Yang Ling's expression quietly, and saw that he was relaxed and natural, then she plucked up her courage and said, "Are you a traitor? The maid knows the master's character, but outsiders don't know. The master doesn't know that the scholars are powerful. The so-called "speaking of gold" is enough to destroy a person with just one mouth of a literati."

She lowered her head and said quietly: "Li Jimeng's few nonsense words made the people in the neighborhood regard the master as a villain who bullies men and women. In fact... Wen Ju initially defended the adults in the prefecture school, but the Master and the scholars connected the evil deeds of the Eight Tigers with the adults. The adults had a close relationship with the Eight Tigers, and no one believed them no matter how they defended them. Instead, they called him a slave. He was angry and annoyed, so he wanted to leave the Yang Mansion to express his feelings.

With the current power and status of the Lord, there is no need to make friends with infamous people like Bahu. You must know that the people’s hearts are available. If you lose the people’s hearts, you will be worried that it will be a great disadvantage to you.”

Yang Ling asked back: "What is the heart of the people? The heart of the people is the general trend, and this trend is profit. Those who seek profit for the people will win the heart of the people."

He remembered something about Yuan Chonghuan and couldn't help but sigh: "I remember there was a country where when the barbarians outside the pass attacked this country, General Yuan guarded a city alone and refused to retreat. The people in the city felt that their property could be protected, and they were extremely grateful.

But the battle became more and more dangerous. Seeing that the city was not safe, the people were worried that the barbarians would take revenge on the massacre. At that time, not only did they lose money, but they even lost their lives. Many people began to scold General Yuan for making meritorious service and promoting officials, poisoning the people, and blaming him for not having enough troops, so they should not fight hard to get tired of the people.

Fortunately, the barbarian leader was accidentally beaten to death while siegeing the city. The barbarian army retreated and his life and property were saved. While the people were glad, they cried bitterly and regarded General Yuan as their rebirth of their parents."

Yang Ling smiled meaningfully and said, "Do you see what the people's hearts are just from this matter? The people's hearts are profit, and avoiding harm and seeking profit is the people's hearts. Don't think that the people will be relied on, and the people's hearts can be fought for. As long as I do local things, I benefit the people. Are most of them on my side or the empty words of those scholars?

Not to mention that the Eight Tigers have no great evil now. Even if they are really evil and can cooperate now, I cannot get into evil with them for the glory of face. What's more... I will not be so stupid that I will win the hearts of the people after what I do have achieved results."

His mouth was raised, car shops, wineries, brothels, business houses... These places are all kinds of religions and all classes are involved. Let them be surrounded by my people's tactics. If their neighbors, maids, servants, grooms, and even their wives can accept it at least not oppose my land political views, I want to see how long these isolated ministers and scholars can last.

Seeing that Gao Wenxin was not moving, Yang Ling couldn't help but look back and saw more than ten silver branches shaking brightly on his butt, which was spectacular. Gao Wenxin was dazed and couldn't help laughing: "Wenxin, what are you doing? I looked at myself like a thorny person. Could it be that this is also one of the treatments?"

Gao Wen's face turned red and he woke up. He quickly started to treat the patient again, and said ummyly: "No, the maid is thinking about that adult, and his intentions are not understood. He must be very sad."

"I know that what the master does is for the people of the world, so I don't care about my personal reputation. No matter how others think or say it, Wen Xin will be by your side and get rid of the slave... I really want to do it, but no matter how others laugh at me and scold me, I will never leave the Yang Mansion and the Master!"

Yang Ling looked at Gao Wenxin in a daze, and the candlelight reflected on her beautifully contoured face. The eyes were firm, calm, open and honest. Such a bold confession made Yang Ling almost jump up and hug her into her arms after listening to an impulse.

But he moved a little, and his butt was shaking, and then he woke up, suppressed his mood, and leaned back on the pillow, chuckled, "Okay. If you don't want to leave, no one can drive you away. It's just... this needle looks really cunning. Let's concentrate on the needle first."

Gao Wen was already in a state of mind. No matter how she couldn't see the meaning of Yang Ling's eyes just now, it was all strange... all... she bit her lips tightly in annoyance.

Li Grand Secretary’s House.

Yang Ling and Li Dongyang walked into the study side by side. Li Dongyang looked at Yang Ling in surprise, wondering what he meant to come and visit him.

Yang Ling looked at the study room. The study room was antique. There was a rosewood Eight Immortals table in the table. There were paperweights, inkstones, and several piles of towering official documents. There were a large belly and open blue and white bed next to the table, and there were more than a dozen scrolls of rice paper paintings. Behind it was a wooden vermilion-lacquered gold-flowered screen, revealing a corner of the bed.

Yang Ling was a little surprised when he saw this. He didn't expect Li Dongyang to see him in the inner study. It was said that in such a very private place, except for the people in the mansion and very close friends, they usually would not invite him here.

Yang Ling's eyes returned to Grand Secretary Li. There was a thin porcelain teacup in front of each of them. There was no charcoal fire in the room. It was a little cold. The heat in the cup rose up and it had disappeared before it could be seen.

Li Dongyang finally couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Mr. Yang is here today, I don't know what's important?"

Yang Ling smiled respectfully and said, "The Grand Secretary is busy with official duties, and the officials dare not come to disturb ordinary minor matters. It is actually a major matter related to the livelihood of the court and the people. The officials want to seek the Grand Secretary's opinions first."

Li Dongyang's heart was filled with thoughts. Now Yang Ling has an unparalleled influence on the emperor. He has a group of friends like Bahu and has also installed a Jiao Fang in the cabinet. He is even more unparalleled in terms of power. Moreover, the two of them have no intersection. What does he have to ask himself to discuss?

Could it be that Liu and Xie, the two great scholars, were still not enough, and he wanted to design to clear himself out of the court in order to take power alone? Li Dongyang secretly raised his vigilance and laughed: "Although Lord Yang is young, he has extraordinary talent. I am so polite, but I am flattered.

In fact, if an adult has some insight into the government, he can directly argue with the public. If he asks about private consultation, Eunuch Liu is the minister of the inner court and Grand Secretary Jiao is a friend of the adult, it seems that it is not my turn to interfere, right?"

Yang Ling said seriously: "Mr. Li is talking about Bahu and Jiao Fang? Bahu is greedy for power and profit, ignorant and mediocre, so how can he be discussed? Although Jiao Fang is talented, he can only be submissive and follow the orders and govern. If you are aware of the vision and have a long-term vision, look at the current dynasty, who else can you ask for advice from besides Grand Secretary Li?"
Chapter completed!